PKG - I just want to clarify something because apparently my post sounds, well, not quite like I intended it to.

My DH is a GREAT guy. He does more for me than I deserve(and he even cleans house occasionally!). He respects me, what I do, and all that I believe; as I do him. He is my best friend, my confidant, and my sanity.

I was one who swore I would never get married. I was bitter, cynical, untrusting; you name it. A typical product of divorce.

But once in awhile soulmates meet, and I was lucky enough to meet mine. Picking up his shorts is so minor in the sceme of things. Besides, its not like I never left mine laying on the floor. And if thats the worst he does, I consider myself lucky.